Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

I grew up in a home by grandfather built for us in 1955. The family core was Grandmother, Grandfather, Mother, Dad and four daughters.

Originally, after the home was built it was occupied by Mom, Dad and us girls. My grandparents still had their home out in the country, across the street from a cemetery. (I loved that place!)

Later as the grandparents health declined, they moved into the family home with us so we could help care for them.

I always had to share a bedroom with one sister or another and after our usual nighttime preparations were completed and we were all in bed, our Dad would come to our rooms and give us each a kiss goodnight and would always check all the doors and windows, etc. After the night-night kisses he would always close our bedroom doors.

Jump forward to 1996, Dad died alone one morning in the bedroom that I spent the most time in as a child. All the daughters were grown, married and gone from the house. Mother lived there alone now.

Jump forward again to 2004. I was divorced and was living in my own apartment. The lease was coming to a close and I promised my Mother I would move into the old family home with her and help her get some renovations and upgrades done.

Of course, I moved right into my old room which is the room where my Dad had been occupying when he crossed over.

The house didn’t have Central Air Conditioning, just window units and it was late spring and getting hot. Unfortunately, my bedroom didn’t have it’s own A/C window unit since nobody had stayed in there for several years. So one night, Mother was staying the night with her new “significant other” man friend. I left my bedroom door open and turned on the AC from the main part of the house hoping to get some of the cool air back to my room. I left the door open, turned on the TV and laid there awake until about 11pm when I dozed off. Later, after midnight, I woke to discover that the TV was still on. I got up to use the restroom and went back to bed. The door was open just as I had left it and Mother was not home.

Shortly after falling back to sleep I got really HOT and woke to discover the door was closed! Frustrated I got up and opened it without really even wondering how that happened. Not too much longer it happened again! I wake up hot and the door is closed again. OK now I am wondering, “Why does my door keep closing?” It had stayed open for hours while I was awake. The THIRD time it happened again, but this time I heard it barely creak – my eyes flew open and I WATCHED the door slowly come to a full close right before my very eyes.

It was then that I remembered Dad and his night time routine of telling us goodnight, kissing us and closing our doors.

I smiled and said “NIGHT DAD!”

How sweet of him to still watch over me.

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